Diary, Diary// f.w.

Extra Credit Work

"I'm very pleased to say that the vast majority of you have gotten eighty-five percent or higher this week." Today we're getting our tests back to look at how well we did, and let's just say I am not at all excited in any way, shape or form. I am well aware that I have a three point seven grade average, but that's because I  do a terrible job at studying my English Language class. Mainly because we have to read books that are super uninteresting and over-rated.

"However-" He stops in front of my desk and hands me my test. In bold red writing was a C- at the top of the paper. "I can't help but notice that some of us might be struggling a bit. Which concerns me." Mr. S raises a single brow and looks down at me. 

As he approaches the front of the class, he leans coolly against his desk and crosses his arms over his chest.

"What did you get?" Jack turns around and takes my paper. "Oh man, I can't believe I did better than you this time." 

"No way! Gimme yours." He hands me his paper, and I groan. "So you got an A-, good for you."
I toss his paper back onto his desk, as he grins at me and turns in his seat so that he was facing Mr. S. 

"Because I'm a nice teacher, and I believe in giving my students the opportunity to succeed, I am allowing student aid after school. Finn is already my number one helper, but there is a lot of assignments that need grading. He and I need all the help we can get before the semester ends."

"Volunteer after school, and I'll give you an A."

Rrrring rrring!

Saved by the bell. 

Everyone begins packing, but I'm already up and bolting for the door. School is out bitches.
"Ahh- not so fast, Molly. I need you to stay and talk to me." "Dammit, Mark Stevens. You know you make my life so much less easier?" He chuckles and pats the desk in front of his. I slowly walk toward him, making sure he knows I'm not looking forward to whatever he wants to talk about.

"Molly..." I turn to see an awkward Jack standing at the door. He gives me a weird look, which if I hadn't known that it was a look of concern, I would've thought he were constipated. "I'm alright, just go home without me. I can walk by myself again."

Hesitating, he scratches the back of his neck and looks at Finn uneasily. I roll my eyes and make a shooing motion with my hands before giving him a reassuring smile, which he returns. 

"Your grades are dropping."

"You know what's also dropping?"

Mr. S sighs and leans back in his chair. "My patience, Mr. S."

"I'm not here to be the bad guy, Molly. I'm here to help you and to make sure that you pass. It's my job as your teacher to engage with you as my student and lend you that helping hand. Why are you biting it?"

"I am not biting your hand. It probably tastes salty and rubbery like tofu."

"You know what I mean."

"I really don't-"

"I have the rest of the graded papers for period two. Can I go home now?" Finn stood off to the side of the desk. 

"Hey, we are in the middle of a pointless conversation, which I really don't want to continue... So can I leave too? Because unless you have some magical powers that'll make me better at taking tests, I don't wanna be here anymore." I pout and allow my bottom lip to quiver. 

Finn looks at me and smirks. "I just wanna listen to crazy frog, man." I kick the leg of the small desk I sit at, and try my best to be annoying so that he'll tell me to leave, which to my dismay doesn't work out.

"Actually, I was thinking that Molly here should start volunteering after school and work with the two of us, Finn. What do you say? Maybe you can show her the ropes on how we grade papers around here."

"That's the worst idea of heard today, no offense." I look at Mr. S and laugh.

"I don't think we need anymore volunteers. Besides, she seems a little air headed to me. She'll most likely mess up on the scores, which would take us more time to correct."I put my hand over my chest and jokingly act offended. 

"Actually, I agree with frog face over here, I am dumb. You should listen to him he knows what he's talking about."

"It takes one to know one." I roll my eyes. 

"Okay gotta blast!" I stood up and bolted out the door.

That was interesting...